351. Second Epistle to Robert Graham, Esq., of Fintry (Robert Burns Poems)
LATE crippl'd of an arm, and now a leg, About to beg a pass for leave to beg; Dull, listless, ...
LATE crippl'd of an arm, and now a leg, About to beg a pass for leave to beg; Dull, listless, ...
WHILE new-ca'd kye rowte at the stake An' pownies reek in pleugh or braik, This hour on e'enin's edge I ...
THE SUN had clos'd the winter day, The curless quat their roarin play, And hunger'd maukin taen her way, To ...
WHEN chapman billies leave the street, And drouthy neibors, neibors, meet; As market days are wearing late, And folk begin ...
RecitativoWHEN lyart leaves bestrow the yird, Or wavering like the bauckie-bird, Bedim cauld Boreas' blast; When hailstanes drive wi' bitter ...
THE SIMPLE Bard, rough at the rustic plough, Learning his tuneful trade from ev'ry bough; The chanting linnet, or the ...
FINTRY, my stay in wordly strife, Friend o' my muse, friend o' my life, Are ye as idle's I am? ...
A Tale "Of Brownyis and of Bogilis full is this Buke." -Gawin Douglas. When chapman billies leave the street, And ...
drunk on the dark streets of some city, it's night, you're lost, where's your room? you enter a bar to ...
little dark girl with kind eyes when it comes time to use the knife I won't flinch and i won't ...
he drank wine all night of the 28th, and he kept thinking of her: the way she walked and talked ...
death wants more death, and its webs are full: I remember my father's garage, how child-like I would brush the ...
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